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Music has a powerful effect on the world. Most often we use it to enhance media and plays, but it does much more than that.It betrays the way we feel,..
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Time to live, time to explore, The things we'll see, the fights we'll endure, Things will get hard, sometimes you'll forget, What its all for, the..
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Here I lie at the bottomOnce so strong I feltNow here I am The lowest lowThe light has leftAnd darkness reigns Hope is lostFaith is deadTomorrow bring..
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I stare at the wall, crimson red.It flows across my blades, where silver once shone.Now darkened like my soul, black, tainted.Still I feel the howls o..
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She appears, sweet, innocent, simple.
An open book, read, re-read, memorized.
Staring confident, sure, unafraid.A child, a woman of youth.Beautiful...
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I make my way down the
hall, listening to my music, when I stop dead in my tracks. It has come, the
song I love and dread, my devil’s ange..
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